camouflaged down
putting in work
24/7 365
doing that dirt
strategically placed
posting up on every other black block
chasing that C.R.E.A.M dream
slangin’ that rock
through the rain 
through the snow
selling little pieces of death
while looking out for 5-O
they scatter like roaches 
when unfamiliar car lights shine bright
blending into the darkness
becoming one with the night
seeing them posted up daily
you start to ignore their corner patrol
looking like a permanent street fixture
standing next to the telephone pole
see, I know some of these crack soldiers
we used to play ball back in the day
now they slangin them thangs
while staying out of 5-O’s way
but I think 5-O wants them to stay
cause their never taken away
they’re right back on the corner 
putting in work the very next day.